I don't know where, my parents think that I can be admitted to Tsinghua or Peking University, even if I just read the universities within the scope of 211 and 985.

In the eyes of others, there is a stranger. I want to get up every day and cry for a while to return to the hall, because when I landed for two or three months, I was unwilling to be injured my brain by my relative's house.

Then my mother hugged me to go to the hospital, and the needle brigade was not realized first, and I cried from day of pain to night. Now that my mother is always worried about this single, do not go to my aunt's house in the future.

From then on the rainy days, headache was cracked, and even when lying on the bed, I felt a rotation, and then slowly fell asleep. The so -called "one dynasty was bitten by a snake, and I was afraid of the straw rope for ten years." I guarded me by my bed, for fear that I was in a coma.

Several aunts of my mother's house have always had the carving impression of "stupidity like pigs". As stupid as the old man, he refused to do work, which caused cousin and cousin to stay away from me. When I was born, I was afraid of infection with their words: "Cousin, don't let you learn from us! Because you are too stupid, we are an excellent student in Lianzhou Middle School! La!"

Lianzhou Middle School can be said to be famous in Hepu. The school is primitive every year, and all of them are admitted to well -known universities across the country, but I study in ordinary middle schools. Finally, I will go back to the second vocational college of her hometown in Guangxi.

In two years, the teachers and classmates and I got along well. However, there are always some girls in the class that are not easy to meet. The same dormitory can be said to be even more. It can be said that they are both ghosts and are targeting me everywhere.

All are like going out of the city in the villagers, and I have never seen big snakes and shit ~ I also said that I was "full of head ghosts", "dressing crab", "when I was in the city", these words were often endless. I don't want to ignore this friend, so I study with peace of mind, and gradually listening to the classroom in the classroom step by step, and I have disapproved their gossip.

There are old suburbs of our vocational schools in the uniform class. Because I participated in such activities for the first time, I do n’t know how to make fresh food to process fresh ingredients into a cooked recipe to eat, so I do n’t slowly pass the river like a stone, cooking the cooked square food.

After eating, I went to the orchard to pick fruit. Originally, everyone had one per person. Some students were greedy and picked two more.

After graduating, I felt that I returned to the origin and found the job of the restaurant. The salary of two or three thousand mosquitoes was done, and I was working hard and working hard. I persisted for a year or two. Those money is not like food, and it feels that it is not enough to compensate for mental losses.

After returning home, I started to help my mother watch a small selling shop. Every day when I saw the grocery, I drove an electric bicycle and returned to the nearby shipment. After the good items started, I sat waiting for the guests. , But can also accumulate the debt for Dad.

I remember those days, there were phone calls to collect debts every day. The human tone on the phone was fierce. I always said that I would find someone to do my dad. At that time, I did n’t know that my father owed others so much money, but it was still clear. The days when they were frightened finally came to an end.

Since then, the living conditions in the family have gradually improved. The unable to worry about it to help others take care of the second -hand house. The next day I have to clean it. I will help my mother collect the rent. My mother gave me two hundred yuan a month. I used pocket money, but she was not allowed to spend a mess.

I have always wanted to make myself better. But there are too many people who look down on me, and no one will ignore me, thinking that I am the most useless person in the world.

Mom and Dad are in their 60s and work hard in their posts. "Sitting and watching the fisherman, there is envy fish." I still stepped in the same place, and my psychology gradually became depressed, and I was tired of my body. Volume in a self -harmful way ...

When I was in the fifth grade of elementary and middle schools, she wrote a heritage book after quarreling with her parents, and the content was "Suicide. Dad, mother, you have to take good care of yourself, remember not to miss me!"

Mom and dad smiled disdainfully after hearing it, and said, "Stupid child, remember to write a full meal, otherwise you will starve to death, and you have no strength. Hurry up in the room and secretly crying in the quilt.

Dad had a failed marriage. I already have two brothers of my father. In my father's view, I look so cumbersome? And my mother is the only child like me, no matter what attitude she shows and what she said, she still hates iron and steel.

Can I be the best person in my eyes? Obviously not. If you come back 20 years ago, there will be no me, will this world be messy? Writing this article, tears unconsciously wet my phone, and I always felt that I was not good at all, and I was very blame ...